Be Careful What Your Dreaming

by Crisscross

Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including NonConsensual, Heterosexual, True Story, Squirting, Violent, .

Desc: Mind Control Sex Story: A story about a dream, A very real dream,One that I had,and how it changed my life. I couldn't figure out why my husband stood by letting his best friend do the things he was doing to me. Then there was the dream that I succomed to his friend John, or did I?

Thank you Agena for all of your help, to you I am ever grateful for all of the hard work you put in editing this story and all of the other ways you have helped me.

A large part of this story is true. There is always some truth in all of my stories. This story has quite a lot more, than just a little truth in it. The story actually started the night my husband received a phone call from our long time friends George and Betty they had since moved away but were in the area, and wondered if they were welcome to come visit for awhile. They should have known better than to even call, they should know by now they were always welcome no matter when they showed up. Being it was close to dinner time my husband Alan, invited them to dinner. I was back in my computer room writing a story when he yelled back to me asking If I had anything I could fix for dinner in a hurry. I said, "ask them if there okay with having Spaghetti, if so, I'll get started fixing it right away."

Yelling back to me, "yes honey, they said spaghetti would be great, and that they would be here in a matter of minutes. I had come home from work and changed into my shorts and tank top I hate a bra so was of course bra. less, I do this all the time at home so wasn't even aware of the fact until Alan said, "you might want to cover the twin peaks before company comes." Looking down I saw what he was talking about. I went in slipped out of my tank top and into a bra and blouse.

Dinner with our old friends was really a fun dinner, they had stopped and picked up a couple bottles of red wine, making for a light happy conversation. We hadn't seen much of our friends since they had moved but, before that we had a lot of barbecues and patio parties together, along with Alan's best friend John and his wife Connie.

We visited until close to mid night then invited them to stay over in the guest room with they refused saying, they had already gotten a hotel room. Alan and I both said they should have known they were always welcome to stay with us whenever they were in town. They said they didn't want to impose on us, not knowing what we might have planned for the evening.

As soon as they had left for the hotel, Alan showered and went to bed while I cleaned up the mess in the kitchen. That done, I showered and climbed in under the covers. Alan was already asleep when I got into bed, so I cuddled up against him and soon fell asleep. Sometime during the night I started having this weird dream. It was in some kind of store, like about the size of a convenience store, it was well lighted, and there were shelves full of stuff, I had my back to one the first shelves.

My husband was standing away from me on my left some distance away. I stood watching this naked man coming towards me. I looked over at my husband and then at myself and saw we were all three naked. I looked at my husband wondering why he was just standing there watching this naked man come towards me. I shouted no as the man came foreword holding out his hand's out to me. I was backed against the shelf as far back as I could get. I put one hand over my mouth as he took my other hand and pulled me roughly towards him. I awoke startled, gasping for breath. I must have screamed just before waking up, my husband asked, "what is it honey, are you all right?"

I moved over closer to him saying, "yes, I had a bad dream, It was so real it scared me I need you to hold me." The next day the dream kept coming back to me. I tried to think if I knew the man who was reaching out to me even though I was looking right at him he had no face that I could see. He was quite slim but muscular, with Sandy colored hair and about my height, around five eight or so.

I remembered waking up scared to death he was going to get me. Even now as I thought about the dream it sent shivers through me, causing the hair on my arms to stand up. I couldn't understand why Alan had just stood there watching, not doing anything to help or protect me, had he wanted it to happen? Did he know this guy? Was Alan part of what ever the guy was going to do. Why were we all naked? Had I been willing to do whatever it was they were going to do? then decided not to?" These were the thoughts that filled my head the day after the dream.

In a couple of days the dream had went away. It no longer haunted me day and night. It had just been a bad dream, a night mare. It was close to the very night a week later. I had been writing a story until around 1-30 AM when I had called it a night. After taking a shower I crawled into bed snuggling up close to my husband.

I was lying in bed thinking about the story I had been working on when I drifted off to sleep. Once again I was in that same store. It was the second chapter of the same dream. Oh god I was scared, I felt the same terror I had felt the first time. I tried screaming for Alan to please help me, but no sound came out. The same thin, well muscled man was coming towards me. He was getting very close. Suddenly I started laughing hysterically, why I don't know.

As he got closer my laugh changed to crying, I began pleading with him, "no, no please don't do this to me."

The man said, "I know you've wanted me to fuck you for a long time, now I'm going to." I was laughing and crying at the same time. He pushed me back against the shelf and came right up to me.

I pleaded with him saying "no no your wrong, I have never wanted that, I don't even know you." I thought Alan was surely going to stop him before he could guide his long cock into me. He started pushing and I felt what must have been his cock head enter me. I gave one last hard shove and was able to push him back enough to get away.

I started running to my right towards the end of the shelves. I ran around the end of the shelves screaming for help as I ran towards a wide doorway. He was chasing me laughing, saying, I knew you wanted my cock in you I stumbled and started falling. I awoke screaming, "no, no."

Alan sat up grabbing me jn his arms. I tried pushing him away, but his arms were holding me against his chest as I sobbed hysterically. I felt his hand slowly brushing my hair calming me down. When I had finally calmed down he said, "it was a bad dream darling, that's all, just a bad dream, you're alright now."

I sobbed, "why didn't you help me Alan? you let him do it without saying anything, or doing anything, why Alan? Why?"It never entered my mind that Alan didn't have a clue what I was talking about, I hadn't even told him what the dream was about. The rest of the night I slept waking up listening, wondering if it had really been a dream. It had seemed real. I felt him as he began entering me. I remember looking down seeing his cock in his hand as he tried pushing into me. I thought my god its long, why is it so long? on such a thin guy. I started laughing as I watched him trying to get his cock into me. I laughed because I didn't think he would be able to get it in me standing up. Suddenly I felt him enter me, I began struggling with him, giving it everything I had and was able to push him away and start running. The dream ending as I turned the corner at the end of the shelves and started falling.

Like the first time it was all I could think of the next day. Every time I thought about it the hair on my arms stood up. I shivered as goose bumps covered my legs as I thought about him pushing his cock head into me Thinking about it now made my nipples become rock hard.

It was several days before the dream started going away this time. After a couple of weeks I was pretty much over thinking about it except for Once in awhile I would wonder what had caused me to dream such a dream in the first place. Then it would go away for a day or two, until it finally went away for good.

It was a month later. It had been awful hot for the past several days and nights, but this evening there was a somewhat cool breeze blowing, so I decided I was going to open some windows and get some fresh air in the house, it had been closed up and the air conditioning running day and night for over a week. I opened some of the windows in the living room, kitchen, our bedroom and the bedroom where I have my home office set up. I would have liked to leave them open all night, but being Alan was away for a three day seminar, I decided against it.

I worked late into the night on another story trying to get it ready to submit to LT. Finally around midnight or so I finished it. Shortly after, I went in took a shower came out feeling much better, then slipped into one of my very short Teddy's, from Victoria's Secret. I brushed out my hair as I went around closing and locking the windows. I thought the one in the far back bedroom where my office is, felt different when I closed it, but I didn't give it much thought at the time, since it did seem to lock.

I have no idea how long I had been asleep when the dream started, He was coming at me again, only this time I could see his face, it was Alan's best friend John, I was confused. John had never made advances to me, not ever, why is he doing this? I pleaded with him, please John don't do this.

I looked over at Alan. He was standing in the same place he had been the other times not saying anything to stop the assault on me. Again John was able to get the head of his cock into me before I was able to push him away. I was screaming as he ran after me pleading with him. "Please don't do it John. I know your only teasing, but its gone far enough."

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